Friends and their friendship.
I often wish,
That both were permanent.
Unfortunately,
things change,
People leave.
Be it due to circumstance,
A word said in anger,
Or an emotion given voice.
In this complicated world,
We live in,
Staying true is hard.
Friendship requires trust.
But trust is a commodity,
Few can afford.
But despite this
I'm going to try for a friend,
And another if that one ends.
Because having someone,
You can trust is a bigger pleasure,
Than anything else.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well written and relatable. Thanks, George
I'm glad you like it.